He awoken from the nightmare with a flinch and a low gasp, breaths coming in short pants, his teal eyes wide and worried. There was a mass of pale fur in Ozias’s immediate vision, and a familiar scent. He calmed. It wasn’t real. Nobody had died, it had only been a nightmare.
He realized Yew and he must have fallen asleep the previous evening together, and immediate felt a flash of embarrassment. He carefully rotated his head down, seeking her face, wondering if he had woken her.
Awkwardness continued to set in. He had to carry on today. Keep looking for Cian, for any anyone who might have seen his brother. He wanted nothing more than to stay right here with Yew and see where… no. No he didn’t. He couldn’t open himself to another heartbreak. Besides, he’d probably made a total fool of himself, telling her everything he had last night…
But still, the thread of curiousity remained. It was impossible anyway, he told himself. Two of Jacqueline’s packmates disliked him and the Queen herself hadn’t even appreciated his efforts. Even if he found Cian, he couldn’t stay here…
He was probably overthinking things.
Jan 21, 2019 05:21 PM
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